Kings and Queens

Sitting on the windowsill, 
Let's pop another pill.
I see the life leave your eyes, 
All they did was ostracize.

Treated like an eyesore,
Belonging to the poor.
You belong to the streets,
More worthless then blood stained sheets.

Can anyone care to see your pain?;
Past that European bought mane.
Doing what got can to survive, 
Fighting just to thrive.

Living in a lonely shell,
Can you see how far you fell?
Far from grace,
Slow down your pace.

Hope you once had, 
Died like a 70's fad.
Giving up on life isn't the answer, 
You can beat this cancer!

Fight until you fall,
Fight until your father calls,
Just fight on, 
Don't turn into another welfare check, government pawn.

 

Poetry Slam: 
This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world

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